Tucked along Jl. Bengawan No. 16, The Houseplants Coffee feels less like a café and more like that one friend’s home—the one with too many throw pillows, too many plants, and just the right amount of charm. Sunlight filters through hanging vines and vintage curtains, dappling the wooden tables in gold. It smells like roasted comfort and slow mornings, the kind you wish could stretch forever.

It’s the kind of place where the espresso flows as freely as the small talk, where even the fiddle-leaf fig seems to nod approvingly at your choice of pastry. The space hums with a quiet, leafy energy—homey, green, and gloriously unrushed. Think greenhouse meets grandma’s kitchen, if grandma happened to be a third-wave barista with a penchant for succulents.

The menu is a well-balanced mix of the classic and the curious. Your usual suspects are here—Americano, latte, a cappuccino that knows what it’s doing—but the true soul of the place lives in its signature iced coffees. Plantasia, the house darling, is all mellow sweetness and nutty undertones—a drink that feels like stepping barefoot onto cool morning tiles. Mother Earth, meanwhile, is deeper, bolder, the kind of brew that doesn’t just wake you up, but roots you to the moment.

Every corner of The Houseplants Coffee invites you to stay a little longer. There’s no rush here, no pressure to perform—just the steady pulse of so jazz, the rustle of leaves, the gentle reminder that joy can be slow and caffeine-fueled. It’s a space where conversations bloom, time softens, and your coffee knows your name.

This isn’t just a café. It’s a sanctuary for the overstimulated and the undercaffeinated. A living, breathing, brewing testament to simple pleasures.